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Story Time
Tell a story about something that happened in the last 24 hours
“The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is go through what vaccinations are due this week. I have the usual alert that Jim is due for about six, because he’s been skirting me for four days. I send him a message that he needs to report for his vaccinations and like usual he’s busy. So, I head down to check what we got in the shipment from Star Fleet as far as medical supplies. As usual they ignore my recommendations and sent the usual bare minimum as we haven’t had an emergency to drain our supplies this month and apparently no one takes Space Flue as seriously as I do.”
Bones pinches the bridge of his nose before continuing. “I grab the most important of Jim’s vaccinations and head down to the mess hall where I see Jim busy with Spock. Now, I know he’s going to bolt the second he sees me, because the great Jim Kirk would rather die of some damn space rock syphilis than deal with prick and maybe a light allergic reaction. So, I sneak up behind him, and jab it in his damn neck before he knows what coming. Naturally he freaks, and flings the cup he was holding behind him and douses me with hot coffee and sends the mug right into my face.” The doctor let out an annoyed huff. “And that’s why I have a black eye and burns at eleven in the morning.”
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IDIOT
“I dunno, Doctor, I think it’s pretty serious.”
“ this ain’t a real medical emergency. i’m leaving. “
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game-for-the-young:
“I’ve learned to live with the fact that we can never be together.”
“Oh, I am so sorry. Did he not like your sharp tongue and beautiful, blue eyes?”
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#the sass games#may the odds be ever in your favor#lmao#game-for-the-young#gamefortheyoung#⋘ convo; icon ⋙#⋘ verse; crack ⋙
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“Can you tell me what it is you’re afraid of?”
Jocelyn looked at him with trepidation, not sure if he really cared, and if he did, how much she trusted him. Yet, without other options, she sighed, and let the bruised emotions fall at his feet.
“I’m afraid, I’m scared, that I’m not myself anymore. I don’t want to be…whoever this is.”
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“ -- FUCK OFF, Jim. I’m not going to class.”
Leonard turns on his side and hugs his blanket closer, squeezing his eyes shut. He doesn’t want to get out of bed today; he feels like absolute SHIT. His head might explode from the bad hangover he felt. He presses his face into the pillows, groaning. “Jus’ -- leave me alone.” He mumbled, sighing heavily.
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It didn't look great. They'd gone over the waterfall together, but the fall was long and the air was cold. Jim couldn't feel his feet at all when he finally managed to drag Scotty to shore. He could see his breath in the air and it reminded him- Was Scotty even breathing?
Everything was dark and so, so cold.
There was a warm body behind him, gripping his arms, but his hands and his nose and his whole body, dammit, were so cold that he couldn’t help but half-turn to press himself into the warmth.
At least, that’s how he hoped it would work.
Mostly, he gagged and spat up some river slime and rolled his head over.
At least now his cheek was warm.
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game-for-the-young replied to your post “I'm recognizing the beauty of dat ass.”
It wasn't me this time. Looks like you've got A SECRET ADMIRER!!!!!
//Who is the ass man?
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This is embarrassing... Uh... Forgive me over drinks maybe?
“Are you even old enough to drink yet?”
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17:How does your muse deal with their anger? (asking for a friend...)
Dig into my muse's life | headcanons
Despite the angry thread @blindlvck and I have going, Leonard is actually rather calm when he’s angry (That thread being a breaking point for Leonard’s anger, that’s when he’s pushed to the brink) though he is calm, that does NOT mean he will stay quiet. He’ll voice his opinion, and then that’s it. He goes quiet and tends to walk away from the situation until he has calmed down. It’s very rare the the good doctor yells because he himself doesn’t think it gets anyone anything. (Except for a headache) or anywhere.
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(May I?) 🔫
Send “🔫” for my muse to step in the way to prevent your muse from getting shot, taking the bullet for them. (hell yeah you can)
James Tiberius Kirk, the starship captain known for either taking the lead or standing side by side with any other crew member on any away mission, no matter how dangerous. This time was like no other, however the situation was somewhat different. Instead of being on an away mission, far away from what any person deemed ‘secure,’ they were on board the Enterprise, more specifically on the bridge.
The Romulan Bird of Prey had approached rapidly and without warning, the Enterprise taking evasive action and somewhat dodging the four shots taken at their starship, only having one graze the side of an engine, slowing them down. Within seconds, four armed Romulans had beamed onto the bridge, Jim being the first to stand up and confront the men. Spock was not far behind him, standing at his side as Kirk attempted to resolve the conflict diplomatically, watching carefully as the four guns were simultaneously raised. Had it not been for the Vulcan’s quick reflexes and position, Jim would have been sprawled out on the ground bleeding out.
Instead, it was Spock.
The once stoic first officer was now the one who felt the most pain, his body and mind under the control of the four bullets: one lodged in his collar bone, another penetrating his stomach and passing through his back, a third hitting his chest plate, and the last breaking a rib. The force threw him backwards, hitting his head on the corner of the captain’s chair, making it much more difficult to control the pain. A small cry escaped his lips as he hit the floor, knowing that any movement may risk a hemorrhage, watching as his uniform and the floor around him turned green.
#game-for-the-young#gamefortheyoung#//you know i love these.#; angst#tw; blood#//and you know im done to do anything with you
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Scandalous.... I heard you rip your shirts ON PURPOSE
Tell Jim scandalizing rumors about himself
“You’re starting to sound like Starfleet’s equipment replacement department.”
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Doctor help you're giving me heart palpitations.
… get out of my office jim.
#gamefortheyoung#game-for-the-young#( mccoy voice ) i'm jumping ship this is horseshit#( crack. ) I TOOK A FLOWER TO THE FACE.#( answered. ) MCCOY HERE.
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Do..... you have a crush on Keenser???
“Why? Do you have one?”
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“He is insanely jealous.”
“I find that incredibly hard to believe. He doesn’t give a damn what I’m doing.”
#gamefortheyoung#ask thread#ask meme#omg thank you#I love this#I AGONIZED over who to make this about#game-for-the-young
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Reports and Red Tape - Spock and Jim
Reports. Spock filed them daily. All without error from beginning to end, aimed to fulfill his duties as Chief Science Officer and First Officer, but he did not want to fill out the report expected of him now. Usually his reports were filed early, as soon as all the data was complete, but Starfleet Command wanted a report on the captain—because Jim was still being watched after his loose interpretation of the Prime Directive.
“Jim,” he said after entering the captain’s ready room. “I would like to go over this report with you before I send it to Starfleet. It is your evaluation, and considering the chaos caused by my previous report, I thought it best to show it to you before I submitted it.”
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🐬 Heck me up
Scotty rested listlessly against the wall in his little enclosure, watching the scales flaked off of his tail float around in the water. At least it was salt water. He’d had worse in the boxes that his handlers used to carry him around. Apparently this was going to be a long trip, though, so that meant old fish and the dim fluorescent lights in the cargo hold of the plane until they arrived.
The sunlight, therefore, hurt his eyes when the doors opened, and he had that heart-stopping moment as his pool slid towards the entrance before the security restraints snapped taut and there was the usual contingent of armed men striding in to transfer him to the car.
He knew they were unnerved by his teeth and hissing accent, so he only perked up his earfins and held on while they took him to the man who would tell him what they wanted this time.
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